During next few days, I would sneak out of the house in the early evening, making my way through the forest to find Brelon, wherever he and his mother had decided to camp for the evening. As usual, I waited until his mother had left for the night until approaching him.

We’d spoken at great length about the Firewalkers in my parents’ dungeon. He seemed convinced by the names I gave him. And when I asked him if he knew them - because the Firewalkers seemed to have recognized his name when I mentioned him - he only shrugged.